Sleeping Princess Novels & Stories

She rolled all over the floor, tears pouring from her crocodile eyes as she clutched her broken arm with the other hand. I picked myself up and went to get Christian from his crib before going to get security. As soon as I opened the door two men were rushing to my bedroom. "Your Highness, we heard screaming." "Princess Naomi tried to attack me." "Oh my goodness, are you alright?" "I'm fine. She's inside the bedroom." They rushed in and their eyes popped with surprise when they saw the state I'd left her in. Regardless of her pain, they handled her out of the room and out of the palace.

She spoke reverently. Alminah was able to change into clean and plain white clothing when she got to bed. She turned to Shuna. “I cannot fall to slumber when somebody’s around. Now go.” She ordered. “Please call for me when you need something.” Shuna then get outside her room. The princess laid on the soft bed sheathed with fine line of silk and cottony pillows. This was pretty different from her bed which was made of dried hay covered with those soft animal skins. She wanted to run away to that valley now. But remembering her responsibility, she thought it would be a selfish desire. She must know how to control her emotion- homesickness would be one of the toughest to be controlled. At leas

A second bed appeared moments later and we laid down keeping our eyes on them until we fell asleep. The pixie coming in the room startled us awake. “Who are you? Why are you in the Princess’s room? What is going on here?” She cried out, disappearing into thin air. I rubbed our eyes and blinked. What in the bloody hell was that about? The pixie returned moments later, clearly with a different demeanor. “I’m sorry, my Prince. I had never seen you before and you frightened me. I am Tanz, my Lady’s assistant. I was not expecting this at all.” She fluttered in the air and bowed graciously.

I bow to pay respect and move out of the way so they can walk in. "Oh. Princess fell asleep?" Knight James asks. "Yes, commander. He was exhausted." "Alright... Drop the formalities for now. We have things to discuss. And we should wake her up." Knight Henry says. I don't feel like doing it, but since I know I should, I walk to Princess's side and gently shake her awake. She wakes up after a few nudges, and she looks at the two commanders with sleepy eyes. "Oh. I didn't mean to fall asleep. Did you wait too long?" she asks, cutely rubbing her eyes.

The sight in front of me makes my eyes wide. The princess, fast asleep on my couch. Why isn’t she in her own room? I quietly make my way across the room. I don’t want to wake her, but what’s she doing here? Well, she can’t sleep on the couch; she’s much too good for that.

I whispered, sliding the straps of my dress down and turning the camera towards my face, still carefully avoiding showing too much of the backdrop. Jack squinted, confusion evident. “Why the makeup? And your eyes... they look different.” Suppressing a sigh, I tried to sound casual. “Fiona and I were just playing dress up. I’m about to get in the shower and wash it all off.” “Dress up?” Jack snarled. “What are you, Celeste? Five years old?” My face turned a deeper shade of red than it already was, but I managed to keep my cool. “It’s a girl thing,” I said. “We were just having harmless fun. See, we were watching this one chick flick, The Princess Diaries, and the lead character—”

Prince was happy that he had gotten that chance to enjoy himself with such a pretty lady. When Princess Natasha awoke in the morning, she discovered that what she had experienced in her dream had occurred to her. Someone has stolen her pride. She dashed out the door to see if her door had been tampered with. However, it was undamaged. And no one was in her neighborhood.

After her conversation with her mother in the morning, she has spent the entire afternoon locking herself up inside these chambers. Once on the streets, she has overheard two females talking about how princesses get all they want conveniently and how they themselves still have to work even though they and those princesses are from the same race and so they should be equal. Elysia has to say they are partly right, about princesses’ lives are easy and convenient. Because now she is getting bored and wants to have fresh air outside this suffocating palace. Poor her, she thinks sarcastically.

� 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕). 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉

Yawning, he removed his robe and walked to the bed, before falling down heavily on it, forgetting that the slave was still on his bed, beside him. Closing his eyes, he slept off, his arms resting on the belly of the slave, who was in a deep sleep too. Luckily the royal doctor had revived her, and she was going to be fine. She just needed rest, and as a result, she left the princess there, and walked out of the room, no need moving her, since the prince wasn’t sleeping there tonight. The royal doctor had thought, packing her bag. She had drawn a mark on her forehead, for good luck, as she whispered an unknown prayer for the slave, before walking out of the chambers.